Farming on the Go

It's not logical, it's not a novel, it's like a travelogue.

When I was a child, I had several big roosters at home. They were very big and would peck people very aggressively. That day, while my parents were not at home, I fought with them for half an hour. Although I was fully armed, I was still pecked by it and ran away. The beam was thus forged. Later I learned a "dirty trick" from TV. Use laxatives. I went to the health center to buy a large pack of laxatives from my fifth master. The laxatives of the past were so powerful. As soon as I got home, I crushed three days' worth of laxative in a garlic vat, then put it in a bowl and rinsed it with water. I was afraid that the chicken wouldn't drink it, so I put a lot of sugar in it. I took the bowl and went to the yard to feed the chickens. At this moment, my childhood goddess Hui Hui called me at the door: "Xiao Lai Xiao Lai, let's go, let's play." I was so happy that I threw down the bowl, shook my nose, and hurriedly ran out after her. It's almost lunch time before I go home. When I got home, my mother came up and said, "Hurry up and do some work for me. Wash the vegetables and pound the garlic. Your father and a few friends will come home for dinner later." I responded, and after washing the vegetables, I put the garlic in the jar and pounded it. I am still thinking about the happy moments with Hui Hui. When the garlic changed color after I poured it out, I remembered about the laxative. I wanted to throw it away but was afraid of being scolded, so I simply added some soy sauce to it... Well, the color is so gray, so it should be fine. During the dinner, my father and his four brothers exchanged cups and had so much fun that they ate no garlic juice left. After the brothers had finished drinking and eating, my father waved his hand: "Let's go and take a bath." Go past the bathhouse, there is a big boiler outside, and there is a bathtub inside the door. Ladies wash from 6 to 10 a. M., Men wash from 1 to 5 p. M. A few people were drunkenly stripping off their clothes and pants. The water in the pool was steaming My dad and the others were sitting in it, their faces slightly red, looking like they were enjoying themselves. After I tested the water, it was too hot to go down, so I squatted on the edge of the pool. My dad and my brothers were chatting wordlessly Suddenly my dad frowned and his eyes suddenly opened, and then I saw a yellow jet of water spurting out from under my dad's buttocks soaked in the water. I looked at my dad in disbelief. My dad actually had diarrhea in the pool. My dad looked at me, biting his lip, and shook his head gently at me. Then he looked around and found that my brothers were all submerged in the water and unconscious. He grabbed the edge of the pool with his hands, stretched his body, and forced himself to stand up slowly to think about it. My third uncle heard the sound of water and opened his eyes in confusion Seeing my father's naked buttocks, he said to my father: "Why are you going? Let's have a party." My father was silent, but just as he was about to come out... Damn, my father's penis was jumping out again. "Whoosh" a string of yellow liquid spurted out. My third uncle was shocked when his head was shot by "Xiang". He wiped his face and almost lost his breath, and roared: "Holy shit, what the hell are you doing! What the hell did you spit out?!" My dad screamed: "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore" Then he jumped out of the pool, and because his bare feet were slippery, my dad suddenly fell to the ground with a "bang". He ignored the pain and covered his butt with his hands, which didn't work at all. Xiang spurted out in all directions from his fingers, with great force... At this moment, another explosion broke out in the pool. My uncle can't stand it anymore. He plunged directly into the pool, and the pool was almost turning yellow The remaining third uncle and younger uncle all jumped out at once. I sat by the pool and watched with fear. My uncle stood up and ran out of the pool while spraying. His face turned green. The third uncle and the younger uncle looked at each other after they came out, and couldn't bear to look away. They heard two "Puff, puff, ew~~" The two brothers also started to compete, and the bathhouse was blown up. The four of them were lying, standing, running, and jumping, all in terrible pain. For a time, Huang Xiang was everywhere on the wall, underground, beside the pool, and on the door. Real "flying". The chaos inside was finally shocked outside. The old man looking at the bathhouse thought there was a commotion inside, and when he opened the door, he was instantly petrified. My dad would be a real man, he was so energetic. He lay on the ground and roared: "Get the hell out of my way!" Then in the uncle's horrified eyes, my dad sprayed a jet directly to the ceiling, which was three meters high! The uncle slammed the door shut and almost cried outside the door. I can feel how shocked my dad was by the scene just now. The uncle trembled and said: "Brothers inside, I'm f**king, are you having diarrhea in a competition?" That day has been recorded in history and became the headline news in our village. They were all talking after dinner The feats of the four brothers in the bathhouse, various versions emerged one after another, and they were all described. It was also said that my father and the others were practicing an "evil skill" in the bathhouse After so many years, I will never forget the scene of them collapsing in the bathhouse. When someone else helped my dad, my dad said weakly: "Don't touch me, I'm still going to pull." Actually, I was not wrong. My fault was that the medicine Wu Ye gave me was too strong. The so-called cycle of cause and effect, bad retribution, after three days, I fell into the law. Looking back on that year, my dad went to school that day and asked me for a full half-year sick leave.

Just read it if you like it. If you don't like it, don't read it. There's no need to criticize the author. It's not easy. After all, this is a book written in 11 years. At that time, farming articles were just beginning to become popular. Although there are many unreasonable articles, just read it as a recreational article.

Space is useless, time is chaotic, prices are nonsense, opinions are rubbish, making money is not all about spending money, families with nothing invest tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands at every turn, either the readers are retarded or the author is retarded! There are books like this, and they're on the shelves. Starting point, I'm convinced!

I have read three farming articles on men's videos: Small Landlord, Returning to the Valley to Farm, and Farming with You (this article). Tell me what I think about these three books. Writing time: 2009 as a small landowner, 2011 as a farmer, and 2017 as a farmer in the valley. The difference in the writing styles of the three authors is quite obvious. Because the reading time is quite far apart, my feelings are also different (different moods). "The Little Landlord" can be said to be a classic. There were far fewer writers at the starting point ten years ago than there are now, and there were even fewer writing in this category. The author of "The Little Landlord" is from the Northeast, and his rhetoric is similar. With the addition of space fantasy, it has the feeling of being a northerner. It's not long. (I don't remember when I read this book, but it was at least six years ago) "Farming with You" is also worth reading. The writing of this book is relatively plain. Although it is also a space novel, it does not have too many cheats or big scenes. The psychological description is more in line with the general public. There are also green mountains in the book, which are probably modeled after small landowners. The background is in Guangxi. It's not long. (I just finished reading this book) "Back to the Valley to Farm" is a classic. I came across this book last year and caught up with it. I just learned that starting in the ravine is similar to portable farming. However, this book has a higher intention and a larger pattern. It adds descriptions of the historical traditions of the Miao people and popular factors such as live broadcasts and reality shows that are currently popular, so the scene is bigger. Although there is space, the ravine and portable areas are not used too much. Shangou also paid tribute to small landowners. The background is in Sichuan. It is longer.        ：，，

11 Years of books. Now I feel that it is better than most farming literature.

I read this book a long time ago and forgot the details.

The world background should be the beginning of the 2000s, not the 10th year of writing. . .

There are too many words for water, it seems like an advertisement

It's not bad, but there's no heroine, but it's slightly closer to reality! !

Water experience,,,,,,,

Did you know that the ancestral farming novel "Little Landlord" has an audiobook version, right at the starting point? The female voice spoke pretty well.

Collect. Hmm, does it look good or not?

"Wukong, Wukong, wake up, it's time for you to wake up." Someone called his name. "Master." Bodhi looked down at him and smiled slightly. "Are you dreaming?" He nodded and shook his head. He seemed to have had a long dream, but he forgot about it. "Master, how long have I slept?" Bodhi stretched out a finger. "An hour, a day, a year, a period?" Bodhi shook his head. "Wukong, I've taught you everything you need to teach. There are still some things you can't learn from me. Go home. You have to walk the road ahead on your own. Whether it's a god or a demon, remember, be happy." "Master, did I make you angry? How long did I sleep?" Bodhi touched Wukong's head, and his whole body gradually faded before his eyes, and finally disappeared. "Monkey, remember, all kinds of conditions can be understood by Wukong." Huaguo Mountain, there is a stone at the highest point of the mountain. Sun Wukong always lies on it to sleep. Three words are engraved on the stone - Golden Chanzi. Sun Wukong didn't know what these three words meant, but he just liked lying on them. A monster called the Demon King came to Huaguo Mountain, and he could no longer sleep. He decided to beat the monster who ruined his dream until his mother didn't recognize him. Anyway, he doesn't have a mother, so he never dreams when he sleeps. A monkey came to call him. He remembered this monkey. It was the most powerful monkey in Huaguo Mountain after him. It had six ears. Sun Wukong thought that he would be the Monkey King in the future. He could teach Liu Er all the skills his master had taught him. Being the Monkey King would be impossible if he didn't have any skills. He smiled kindly at Liu Er and jumped directly from the top of the mountain. He wasn't going to use somersault cloud, that thing would never stop. Huaguo Mountain is his home, and he needs to teach those who destroyed his home a lesson, and he doesn't like the name of the Demon King. Sun Wukong didn't know how powerful he was. The master said that he was the fourth genius he had ever seen to cultivate Taoism. The third one was named Yang Jian. The first two masters said they had forgotten. He didn't want to know that he couldn't hold many things in his mind. He had a master, a group of monkeys, a mountain of flowers and fruits, and stones, and he felt it was enough. The Demon King was defeated by Sun Wukong. The surroundings were very quiet. The monkeys believed that the Monkey King was the most powerful and could defeat any monster. This was a very common thing. Normality meant that there was no need to cheer. The monsters thought that they should change their boss, and the monkey in front of them was a good one. They thought deeply about it. "Why are you robbing me of Huaguoshan?" The monkey asked the devil. "The gods robbed our place and wanted to kill us. We escaped and have no place to live." "Why should I kill you?" "Because we are monsters." "Then why do gods kill monsters?" The Demon King has never thought about this problem. Why do gods kill monsters? He doesn't even know the gods. I didn't kill them, so why should they kill me? The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. He always felt that something was wrong. Half a chapter, not too fat "Journey to the West: The Legend of the Stone"